A bustling city.
A top-grade inn room.
Tantai Xue watched the Spiritual Tablet emit a faint glow, a little surprised. "Has something gone wrong with the Immortal Sect's Grand Competition again?"
"Yes, a gate has opened," came the slightly excited voice from the Spiritual Tablet. "My pent-up power has found an opening. If I choose, I can send a portion of my suppressed strength into the Grand Competition and use that place as a springboard to reclaim it."
"Isn't that a good thing?" Tantai Xue asked.
"The other Evil Gods can do the same," the Spiritual Tablet sighed. "This makes things rather dangerous. The situation is critical. If I act now, I'll definitely be detected, perhaps even tracked."
"The Immortal Sect is bound to make an example out of one or two of us to warn the others."
"Besides, this is a designated area, which makes it the easiest to monitor."
"For now, no one dares to make a move."
